MTL - Legend of the Great Saint-Chapter 26 Try again

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A thick hot air boiled in the stomach. He immediately got up and practiced punching in the courtyard until the heat in the abdomen disappeared. He took a breath and stopped.

I usually feel tired when I practice this long time, but today I am still mentally awkward. Sure enough, this ginseng soaked out the medicinal liquor, the effect is not much better than simply eating meat.

And the infuriating body in the body seems to grow a little, although it is very small, but it is a real improvement.

"The medicinal liquor that ordinary ginseng soaks out is like this. I don't know what effect the ginseng scented out?" He also had such a thought, but think about the difficulty, and then think about the consequences of the ginseng, only to give up .

A few days ago, several hunters were carried down the mountain, and the dead and wounded were injured. Obviously, the group of tourists was not good. Although Li Qingshan promised to join Le Mazhuang, it was only a matter of expediency and did not want to really participate in the dispute between the two Zhuangzi.

In the twinkling of an eye, it was August 15th. During the Mid-Autumn Festival, in the middle of the mountain, Huang Danghu looked at his tired face. These days, he took the hunters through the mountains and always watched out for help. Even if it is the upper hand, it will almost be defeated by the squad.

But it is also difficult to protect itself, it is also difficult, and the spiritual ginseng is still only in the legend, no one has seen it with your own eyes. It is meaningless to make a meaningless sacrifice.

Huang disease tiger sighed and ordered to return to Zhuang. Xiao Heijiu said: "Hey headhunter, can't give up, your body." Huang disease tiger said: "Zhuangzi is the most important thing!" Not only is the Mid-Autumn Festival reunited with his family, but also in the winter, Zhuangzi also wants to do wintering. Ready.

In the corner of Le Ma Zhuang, in the courtyard of the Tibetan Lord, Huang Shouhu smiled and said:

"Tibetan, how is that kid?"

"He is a natural marksman, and the archery will come above you and me, just..."

"What is it?"

"His mind is not in Lema Zhuang, even if he is allowed to join Le Ma Zhuang, it is in vain, we are the hounds of the mountain, he is a wolf, and is a solitary lone wolf, will travel far!"

"Lone wolf? That is why he hasn't seen ‘the lone wolf is easy to destroy, the wolves are hard to beat.’ I went to see him, and I don’t believe in the position of Le Mazhuang’s ‘hunting head’. He is not tempted.”

"You really have the heart to let him be a headhunter."

"That depends on how he works." Huang Shouhu smiled.

"Aoyama, during this time, can you still live?" Huang disease tiger stepped into the hospital, he greeted with great enthusiasm.

"Thank you for your headhunting care, I live very well." The killing of seven pick-ups from Li Qingshan was spread in Zhuangzhong. Everyone was friendly to him, but it also meant that he died with the king. Qiu, the group of tourists is not a good generation, he can only rely on Le Mazhuang to survive.

But can he really only accept this arrangement?

Li Qingshan said: "He headhunting, I want to try again with you!"

Huang Shouhu’s surprised eyes are facing the eyes of Li Qingshan with confidence.

Huang disease tiger said: "Well, let me see how your results these days."

"Drink!" Li Qingshan waited for the yellow disease tiger to open the posture, suddenly rushed in, no fancy a straight punch, slammed to the chest of Huang Shouhu, faintly heard the sound of the air.

"Good boy!" Huang Shouhu used his arm to stop. "啪" sounded, and after three steps back, he stopped and licked his aching arm. His face was a bit strange: "Great strength." "The last time I played, although not with Li Qingshan hard, but it is estimated that his strength should not be so big.

Li Qingshan said: "Look at this trick again!" I grabbed it and continued to attack. The fists hit the opposite side of the door. The offensive was like a squally shower. The boxing force of the big open was brought to the extreme, and the momentum was fierce.

Huang Shouhu once fortune, lost the opportunity, fell into the wind, but also was provoked in the chest, "I don't believe you can really beat me in strength", the internal force runs, along the meridians to the arms The internal force swayed, and the arm seemed to be thicker and greeted Li Qingshan’s fist.

The martial arts person, a martial arts all in this internal force, he has used the real strength.

"Hey!" The two men's arms meet, they are hard and hard. Every time they hit, they make a huge sound of flesh and blood collision, as if the beasts bite each other, very rough and barbaric.

Huang Danghu is experienced in the end, looking at the timing, punching Li Qingshan chest.

Li Qingshan did not even avoid it, and turned a punch to the face of Huang Shouhu.

Huang Shouhu’s heart said: "I have been practicing the internal strength for many years. Even if the strength of the punch is yak, it is also awkward. Even if you practice hard work, you have to be injured." As for Li Qingshan’s fist, he is even more disdainful. His fist first hit Li Qingshan, Li Qingshan's body shape must be a moment of rigidity.

"砰", the fist hit Li Qingshan's chest, Li Qingshan's figure was really a meal, but immediately restored to the original state, unaffected, Huang disease tiger was shocked, hurriedly made a trick lazy, the fist wind wiped his Cheeks, faint pain.

Li Qingshan smiled and stood still no longer pursued.

Huang Shouhu stood up and said: "You are all right?!" He is the clearest in the power of his punch. Even if Li Qingshan blocks the strength of his fist with his external strength, he can't stop the instinct contained in the fist, but it does not work.

Li Qingshan touched his chest: "It is very painful!" Just like a breath through his skin, he broke into his body, but was immediately dispelled by the instinct in his body, and did not cause any harm, then he Immediately back to the air, almost hit the yellow disease tiger.

If you use Huang Shouhu's argument to solve it, this is the difference in quality between the power of the day and the innate instinct. www.novelbuddy.com~ Huang Shouhu can't laugh and cry, his self-confident punch is even replaced by this one. Evaluation, but everyone who is martial arts has a strong heart, and shouted: "Then I will eat a few more punches!"

The two fight together. This time, Huang Shouhu no longer keeps his hands, so that he has done all his skill, and his body shape is much more rapid. He can't help Li Qingshan, and his fist falls on Li Qingshan like rain.

In the eyes of outsiders, it is the yellow disease tiger who pressed Li Qingshan to fight and took the upper hand.

However, the feelings of the two people are different. Li Qingshan only feels that the movement of the yellow sick tiger seems to be slower and becomes less elusive. Even if the fist hits him, it is just a pain, and he will stop paying attention. Just attacking, like a reef in a storm, does not move.

The yellow sick tiger is more and more shocked. Li Qingshan’s speed reaction force is much stronger than the last fight. It’s like changing someone. He can’t easily attack Li Qingshan’s key points, but playing other The place is useless.

In the midst of the battle, Li Qingshan's shots have become more and more disciplined. From time to time, he has made one or two tricks, which are extremely exquisite, so that he can be put into danger and fight for years to resolve the enemy's experience. Li Qingshan’s boxing violently told him that as soon as he punched, he would be finished, and the distance between the two people would be rapidly approaching.

Then there was such a weird scene. One person repeatedly hits the boxing, but the momentum is getting better and better. The other person is not hurt, but the momentum is getting weaker.

Huang Shouhu began to sweat on his forehead. When he felt tired, Li Qingshan still did not change his color.

Niu Ben is an extremely endurable animal. The more it practiced to the heights, the gap between magical power and martial arts became more and more apparent.

Huang disease tiger suddenly jumped out and called: "stop!"